Perhaps ordinary people might refrain from doing so out of reverence for the divine, but players don't care about these things, and some even shamelessly change their clothes to partake in another meal.
Lis's lips curled into a smile. He had done this himself, and because of that, he was quite familiar with the public areas of the Dawn Cathedral.
Many players were curious about the more critical areas as well, but the power of the Dawn Church was enough to suppress the players at that time, and only a few players managed to fully unlock the map of the Dawn Cathedral.
His mind was in disarray, but when Lis took his first step into the entrance of the cathedral, the whole world suddenly seemed to quiet down and become peaceful.
Upon entering the Dawn Cathedral, what first struck him was the grand, towering dome and rows of pews lined up on both sides. The lighting inside the whole cathedral was dim, but the sunlight scattering through the exquisite stained glass at the center of the church was like the divine light the gods sprinkled upon the believers—serene and solemn, filled with a holy aura.
The entire cathedral space was spacious and dignified. The marble carvings and paintings quietly narrated to the believers the God of Dawn's compassion and kindness. Those who came to pray and worship stood reverently in front of the altar, tracing the Holy Emblem of the God of Dawn with their right hands across their chests, whispering prayers.
For some reason, the devout prayers of the believers echoed in the empty space without any cacophony, converging strongly and deeply like a sacred hymn. This made the believers who entered the cathedral involuntarily hold their breath and concentrate, and even non-believers couldn't help but feel awed upon arrival.
Lis felt the same way too.
He had visited the Dawn Cathedral numerous times in his past life, but this time the feeling was completely different.
The overwhelming holy atmosphere stirred his spirit, compelling him to stop and stand still.
The guiding paladin noticed this but did not speak to disturb Lis.
This was the Power of Faith!
Lis had seen the Power of Faith during the Sacrificial Festival celebrations, but compared to the interior of the Dawn Cathedral, it was trivial.
The Power of Faith surging within the cathedral had accumulated over countless years, enveloping Lis like a mighty river flowing around him.
Dawn, compassion, harmony, light...
Various images coupled with the Power of Faith surged into Lis's mind.
If it were an ordinary person, they might have been irretrievably immersed in the Power of Faith of the God of Dawn, but Lis, who had merged with divinity, easily freed himself from its influence.
Yet he did not stop, feeling the rich power slowly cleansing his body, knowing this opportunity might not come again.
The paladin beside him noticed the unusual signs on Lis and, feeling the precious faith power being consumed within the church, hesitated, intending to warn him.
I invited you as a guest, a taste is fine, but what is this whole bucket and pail taking?
Just as the paladin was preparing to reach out and touch Lis, an elderly, frail figure in white appeared before Lis.
"Step back, do not disturb him."
The old man's gentle voice sounded, and the paladin no longer hesitated and immediately stepped back and bowed.
Unknown how much time had passed, even the brilliance in the cathedral had dimmed, and dots of candlelight gradually lit up.
Finally feeling satisfied, Lis slowly opened his eyes and saw a familiar elderly face in front of him.
The old man's face revealed a smile, his words filled with sincerity and earnestness.
"The Holy Light of Dawn favors you, Lord Kane."
"Do you wish to believe in My Lord?"